Monster

I’m always fighting against this, This perfect monster I have created. Who knows the shape of my tears The curves of my fears… Who knows all my flaws, And loves them until I do too. Has dreams in the shape of a star And who’s future is never far from mine. And I’ll never see where you are, That’s why it’s a monster instead of the truth. I’ll never find you. That’s why it’s this curse of mine, This dream of something I won’t find. Consequence of too many sleepless nights And silent fights, Where I’m fighting tears so hard I can’t say a word. Until it all falls away… And you become just an Angel, Of everything that’s wrong, Everything I don’t want… Pushes me to keep searching, Keep wanting, always looking For this Monster, This thing that doesn’t really exist.

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